Wandering thoughts...

Welcome to the age of social disconnect and technological advancement that is so efficient that countless details on potential paramours are only a Google search or an hour of Facebook or MySpace investigation away...

I entered an old plentyoffish profile that I'd forgotten about until it was brought up by someone I knew. Someone that I have been enamoured with for a long time. I knew the gods would punish me somewhere along the way for believing that sex before marriage is forgivable if I someday find the right man and actually wet my toes in a marriage. I had blew it because now there was no trust. Oh well, The dating world isn't exactly the place for me anyway. With the absence of the one man destined to me for life, I need to be out and about meeting people. And like all the other singles outthere I'm thinking what better way than online, and in my nighty? Or if the mood strikes... Nothing at all?! :)

At my age, I often find myself yearning for the past, where I imagine that courtship consisted of a guy breaking into song, (and possibly the charleston), to woo a girl. (That's what I learned from Grease, anyway). Call me an exception in today's world, but dance numbers aside, I would rather have a guy pass me a nervously scribbled piece of paper than get the condensed text message version: "hey u wna chill sat nite with me?" Ugh. There is just something so cold and inmpersonal about receiving text messages like this.

I long for the days when guys had to bend over backward to get a girl's attention, rather than just posting shirtless pictures on their Facebook profiles and waiting for the adoring comments to pour in. I guess I'm finally starting to feel comfortable in my skin, in knowing that noone is going to make up my otherhalf, and just to prove it, I've told all the men on facebook that I have no interest in them. I have to be whole before I get involved with anyone. This is my lesson. I get to be alone for my entire life because I'll never be able to trust completely any man who says he loves me. I even almost cancelled my facebook account to prove this point.

Despite my reluctance, however, to embrace this whole technological dating BS, I realize that we live in the age of technology and I love my Facebook as much as the next person does. So, I am sticking it out, like all the single, or inconclusive in relationship status people out there. Not desperate, just... still believing that love can transcend anything, even mistrust.